Back to the Past to Become a Fishing King

Chapter 867 - 580: One Dropper? No, Double Portion!!

Xu Cheng took the fermented tofu dregs off the car, swiftly unwrapped the fine string sealing it, and then, not minding the strong smell, grabbed a handful and brought it close to his nose to sniff.

"Yep, that’s the smell! Perfect!!!" Xu Cheng squinted slightly, like an addict showing a blissful expression, very satisfied with the scent of the bait.

In contrast, his little brother Da Bing showed some disgust. Although these fermented baits are very effective for fishing, the sour stench is definitely not friendly to the average person.

A single sniff can knock you over, and if you’re not careful and spill it on your clothes, the smell will linger for days, practically a biochemical weapon.

"Bro, are we using this whole bag?" Da Bing asked.

"Yep, dump it all at once, let’s camp out for a day and night! Daring to compete with me for fish, they truly don’t know the heights of the heavens. Watch me make them reimburse our fishing expenses today!" Xu Cheng patted his secret weapon, sounding rather confident.

Soon, the two brothers carried their gear to the fishing spot by the shore.

When you go fishing at a reservoir and want to play seriously, there’s no shortage of big bags of equipment.

The two of them made several trips back and forth, with the reservoir owner lending a hand, finally getting all the equipment, including the fishing platform, transported to the shore.

Initially, Zhang Yang didn’t pay much attention to these people. But when Xu Cheng carried over a big bag of bait, Zhang Yang looked curious.

When Xu Cheng unwrapped the large bag of fermented bait and poured it into the basin, Zhang Yang’s expression shifted from curiosity to solemnity.

Don’t be fooled by his arrogant demeanor, the bait he’s using is definitely on point. The reservoir’s big silver carp love this sour and stinky, light, high-haze type of bait.

Just looking at Xu Cheng’s silver carp bait, if Zhang Yang hadn’t already thrown in two basins of overnight bait, it would be hard to gain an advantage.

In Zhang Yang’s view, if everything is based on equal conditions, ordinary commercial bait is slightly less effective than this naturally fermented bait.

"Ew... So stinky!!" Xiao Wei smelled the bait they prepared and wrinkled her nose in disgust.

"Ha, dislike the smell of our bait? You’ll be jealous later! This is a ruthless move I learned spending a lot of money!"

Xu Cheng also heard the neighboring female angler’s disdain, but he didn’t care at all. In fact, he spoke with quite a bit of confidence.

"That’s right, you’ll envy us soon!"

Da Bing donned a pair of disposable rubber gloves, grit his teeth while squeezing bombs, stealing glances at Xiao Wei sitting on the tackle box.

This girl, although wearing a hat and face scarf obscuring her face, had a great figure, Da Bing couldn’t help but sigh in his heart.

Seeing the two so confident, Xiao Wei turned to Zhang Yang: "Zhang Yang, they’re going to bait, what do we do? Once they throw the bombs, there won’t be any bites!"

When Zhang Yang saw their bait, he was already considering this problem, and when Xiao Wei asked, he already had an answer.

"They have their tricks, we have our secret weapon too. I’ll prepare some bait as well. Don’t just sit around, both of you grab large baits with double hooks! It’s tiring but let’s increase the frequency."

Xiao Wei: "Okay!"

YOYO: "No problem!"

As they spoke, Zhang Yang also got off his tackle box, tore open four large packets of commercial bait, then carefully opened his tackle box and took out a small bottle of medicine.

This small bottle was noticeably different from the usual bottles, made of amber-colored glass with a delicately designed rubber dropper on top.

Once opened, by squeezing the rubber bulb one can precisely extract the liquid with the dropper, far surpassing the external packaging bottle used for the expensive Musk Herbal Wine.

This stuff is the latest product from Yu Dong’s laboratory.

Since it can only be prepared in the lab and cannot be mass-produced industrially, it is very precious.

If accounting for manpower and resources, the cost of preparing this small bottle is no less than a thousand yuan, and is truly liquid gold.

Although they bring this bottle with them when fishing, Zhang Yang never uses it unless regular methods achieve the goal.

Even when they agreed to compete recently, Zhang Yang didn’t plan to use this treasure.

But when he saw Xu Cheng take out the fermented bait, Zhang Yang knew he couldn’t afford to save it. With the possibility of failure, it would be embarrassing to be stingy.

Zhang Yang carefully took out the dropper from the bait water, squeezed a full dropper of liquid inside, hesitated, gritted his teeth, and squeezed another dropper. Nearly five milliliters of concentrated essence went in.

Then came the regular bait preparation method: adding water, stirring, soon filling another basin with bait.

The concentrated essence doesn’t have a distinct fragrance base. If picking bones from an egg differentiating bait with medicine, there’s a faint, indescribable fresh scent if you sniff closely. Otherwise, there’s nearly no difference.

While Zhang Yang finished preparing bait to supplement the hole, Xu Cheng and Da Bing next door had already prepped their bait balls.

All were fist-sized bombs, piled into a basin, releasing a pungent stink that stung the eyes.

"Using some commercial bait, thinking to challenge my secret weapon? I advise you to surrender early, don’t waste time! We’ve completed preparations and about to start baiting!"

Xu Cheng looked disdainfully at Zhang Yang’s side, casually greeted.

"Just greet, throw enough bait once. Later, when the fish start biting, you can’t keep throwing more bait!" Zhang Yang repeated the previously agreed rule.

"Ha, one batch is enough, my bait will last at least a day!"

Xu Cheng replied confidently, winked at his brother, and the two quickly began a bombing spree.

A whole basin of bombs, like money was no object, were thrown into the fishing waters, quickly clouding the water.

The reservoir fish are usually timid, hearing such bombing noise, Zhang Yang’s side quickly went silent.

This was within Zhang Yang’s expectations, but he didn’t care, instead distributed the newly opened bait to the two female anglers, Xiao Wei and YOYO.